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I have a gin rummy app on my phone.
If I want to play that game I have to do it there…. because I beat my husband too often and he’ll only sit down for a game with me if the power goes out and he’s desperate for entertainment.
I have it set it on the most difficult level and beating the computer is challenging. Until the other day when it declared me the winner…
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Though I clearly was not.
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You can’t use it, but read it anyway.
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Do not piss off a camel. Got it!
Funny story…. back in the early 80’s my Marine Corps husband ported in Israel for two weeks while on a med float. Not one to hit the dive bars… he toured Jerusalem, Masada and swam in the Dead Sea. He also rode a camel.
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Said camel did not bite him, but it did make its displeasure known and spit on him quite frequently.
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Deal me out. I don’t care how pretty your deck of cards is, a night spent discussing weight gain, mood swings and hot flashes is not my idea of a good time.
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I don’t watch Tik Tok videos. And now I know why…
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Why is this weasel still talking?
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He’s a reprehensible human being and should crawl back into the hole from whence he came.
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They’re going to have to go a long way to beat or even equal the original. But I’m psyched! And ready to watch them try.
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We all have them. That special group of friends you’ve known for years but don’t like to advertise. You can’t invite them out to dinner with your crew, and you won’t bring them to the cocktail party at work. But thanks to me? You could ask them to your house to play a game right up their alley.
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So they’re not the brightest bulbs in the pack?
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No problem.
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This is a game that won’t embarrass the less than erudite among us.
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And they get to hit people with a club!
You know they’re going to love it.
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Neanderthals.
Admit it, you know a few.
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River's world..... 